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I'm American made, but I like Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right I was born in the south Sometimes I have a big mouth When I see something that I don't like I gotta say it Well, weґve been driving on this road For a mighthy long time Payin' no mind to the signs Well this neighborhood's changed It's all been rearranged We left that team somewhere behind Slow down, youґ gonna crash Baby you are a screaming It's a blast, blast, blast Look out you got your blinders on Everybody is looking for a way To get real gone, real gone Real Gone But there's a new cat in town He's got high faded friends Thinks he's gonna change history You think you know him so well Yeah you think he's so swell But he's just perpetuating prophecy Come on now Slow down, you are gonna crash Baby you are a screaming It's a blast, blast, blast Look out you got your blinders on Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone Real gone Real gone Real gone OH Well, you can say what you want But you can't say it 'round here 'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin' Well I believe I was right When I said you were wrong You didn't like the sound of that Now did ya? Slow down, we're gonna crash Baby you were screamin' It's a blast, blast, blast Well, look out, you've got your blinders on Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone Well here I come, And I'm so not scared Got my pedal to the metal Got my hands in the air Well look out, you take your blinders off Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone, real gone Real Gone OH! Real Gone Real Gone.

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